24

24 seconds ago...

I was standing motionless in the shower, half asleep and feeling tired after a long night at work. As the water flowed down my body and washed the foam clean from my skin: I begin to wonder how much more of university life do I have to endure. Not that I hate being a student; I just can't tolerate the expectations expected of me anymore. I'm very weary and emotional. I just want to get this done and over with.

24 minutes ago...

I insulted someone; and I got insulted by someone. I insulted someone by being insensative and rude - unintentionally. I got insulted by someone because that someone stepped over the line and pushed me around - intentionally.

24 hours ago...

I had a very heartfelt chat with someone close. The appreciation of being understading and communicative made me feel extremely secure. Probably had my last late night fast food craving ever.

24 days ago...

Felt like the world was going to end with the amount of academic pressure on me. The biggest challenge and critic in my life was perhaps myself. I knew I felt that this moment was either going to make me; or break me.

24 months ago...

Still completely oblivious to the feelings that I would be feeling today. Life was easy going and the possibilities seemed endless. If I knew my destiny was creeping up on me like this, I'd have had a different way of doing things then.

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24 seconds later...

Start typing away at (fingers crossed) the last essay in my entire life. Hopefully expecting a late night, short but sweet phonecall. Hopefully, able to stay awake with the amount of caffeine that's orally consumed into my blood stream.

24 minutes later...

Hopefully my supply of coffee powder would last me though the night. Hopefully get at least 1000 words down on my currently empty spread sheet. Regretting why I actually spend precious time blogging instead of getting my head down now.

24 hours later...

Hopefully hear some good news from my sister regarding a new place to stay since my flat contract ends pretty soon. Heard about this nice 2 floor, 2 bedroom, 2 toilet and a reception area near the library - gotta say, it sounds pretty good.

24 days later...

I would no longer be a university student; and my worse nightmare/sauciest dream would be over. All I've got to look forward to is: my graduation day and a nice holiday in the sun.

24 months later...

Makes me wonder if I'm still going to be wandering in UK. Probably got an average job with an average pay; a nice humble flat and a nice simple life. Yeah, I'd like that.